Equivalent Exchange--Episode 1: Shattered Love

[Rystil Arden]

(OOC: It isn't really clear, particularly since Al doesn't remember anything about the town's layout--it's a big old house)

*Looking around, Al and Rose see that perhaps some of the bigger gravestones could be used for cover. Farther out, the trees provide many hiding places. Hiding around the hill might make them difficult to spot from certain vantage points, but it would also obscure their own view of the scene, and any path that went over the hill would see them easily.*

 

[Dire Lemming]

(OOC: Were the lights on the last time we passed that house?)

 

[Rystil Arden]

(OOC: Nope)

 

[Dire Lemming]

(OOC: Oops, I thought someone had said that the old house was Majihal's at one point. My mistake. Oh and sorry for the slow posting.)

Al gazes back at the large house, "Hey Rose, the lights weren't on in that house earlier tonight were they? Do you think that's where Claus went? Maybe we should take a look."

 

[unleashed]

*Rose takes her eyes from the graveyard and looks around as Al speaks.*

“No, now that you mention it, Al, I don’t think they were... let’s go take a look.”

 

[Rystil Arden]

*Al and Rose head back to the big old house from behind, and they find the back door ajar. A light shines from somewhere deeper inside.*

 

[Dire Lemming]

Al peers in through the door and tries to determine the source of the light. He calls out "Hello? Is anyone here?" and waits for a moment to see if anyone answers him before opening the door a bit more to enter. Once inside he moves toward the source of the light.

 

[Rystil Arden]

*There is no immediate answer to Al's shouts, and the source of the light is not immediately apparent. He will have to go through the house a bit to find the light, though it shouldn't be particularly difficult--the house is big for this village, but not incredibly large.*

 

[Dire Lemming]

Al glances at Rose as they listen to the silence following his call. After a moment he steps forward into the house, intent on finding the source of the light.

 

[Rystil Arden]

*Al moves cautiously into the house, circling around the rooms and edging towards the light, which turns out to be a lantern sitting on a table in a small study near another hallway leading back and around.*

"I thought I heard meddlers," a woman's voice says softly and coldly, though the voice itself would be quite beautiful if not for the menacing intent, "Why don't you mind your own business and get out of here, hmm? Outsiders aren't welcome in this village."

*A cloaked figure walks forward smoothly, almost gliding, lowering her cloak for emphasis and revealing a beautiful face unusual for its flawless nature, almost as if manufacted rather than born.*